Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

In the following time, she spent a relaxed and pleasant morning with this group of young people.

Although she knew from their words and deeds that this group of young people came here spontaneously, she still kept her mind up, for fear that something might go wrong.

Seeing that this group of young people did not behave more excessively, Uncle Li also heaved a sigh of relief. He ordered the people in the kitchen to bring them some delicious snacks.

When Song Bingjue came back, he was told by the servant that his wife was chatting with the group of young people who were making trouble outside the villa every day, and his steps became anxious.

Fortunately, when he arrived there, there was no sullen look on Mu Wan'an's face. On the contrary, she had a good chat with this group of people.

"Wow... that's the CEO of the Song Group~"

"It's completely different from the rich second generation of the chairman who is full of fat! How can there be such a perfect person in the world..."

The two girls were the first to spot Song Bingjue who was walking over, they couldn't stop admiring, their eyes were full of admiration, and they all turned into star eyes.

There was also a feeling of pride in her heart, Mu Wan'an stood up and greeted her, "You are back. I am here chatting with these children."

"Well, I'm just here to take a look."

He didn't say the rest in front of this group of people. He glanced at Uncle Li who was standing aside, and saw that there was no displeasure on his face.

"Since you're still chatting with them, I won't bother you."

It was really hard to chat with this group of people, Song Bingjue touched her head, felt the soft hair with warmth under his palm, then pinched her face again, and then left in peace.

"Wow... It can be seen that Miss Wan, you and Mr. Song have a very good relationship."

One of the two girls named Xiao Hui stared at her enviously, "If only I could meet such a considerate and wealthy person in the future!"

"you are wrong."

Mu Wan'an had a smile on his face, "Duo Jin these are all external conditions, I think the most important thing is to look at personal feelings, if you like him, then you can consider him together, if you don't like him, no matter how good his conditions are , and I don't recommend that you stay together."

"That's what I said..."

Glancing at the direction Song Bingjue was leaving, Xiaohui spread her hands in a helpless gesture:

"If all the women in the world are not tempted by a man like President Song, then they are probably Shi Nu, or they are blind."

Compared with Xiaohui's boldness, Zhou Jing lost the aggressiveness outside the Song family villa at the beginning. She was holding the rose cake, and while relishing the sweetness of roses and honey, she secretly looked at the scene in the greenhouse. Arrangement, feeling a little jealous in my heart.

"...Xiao Zhou, why don't you speak?"

Halfway through the chat, Mu Wan'an noticed something strange about Zhou Jing. She thought she was feeling unwell, so she hurriedly asked.

"It's nothing, it's just that I ate too much rose cake, and my stomach feels a little uncomfortable."

Zhou Jing lifted the cake she had already taken a bite of, with a slightly embarrassed smile on her face:

"Because I have never eaten such a delicious rose cake before, so I feel a little gluttonous."

"What's there, these are all things you can do."

Without thinking much about her words, Mu Wan'an said with a smile: "These cakes were made out of boredom when I was recovering from my injuries. If you like to eat them, just take some away later."

"Thank you so much, good night sister. You are so kind."

Knowing that now is not the time to offend this woman, Zhou Jing endured the boredom and ate a few more rose cakes, then seized the opportunity and said:
"Good night, sister, can someone take me to the bathroom? I want to make it easier."

Mu Wan'an, who was chatting with the other four people, immediately agreed, and asked a maid to take her to the bathroom in the residence.

The maid followed suit, and Zhou Jing endured it all the way. After returning to the house, seeing the toilet in front of her eyes, she said impatiently:

"Okay, it's none of your business here, you go to do other things first. I already know the way."

The maid wanted to say something, but Zhou Jing glared back:

"I know that the servants of your rich and noble families just look down on others. Be careful, I will tell Sister Wan'an, let her drive out all of you low-spirited things!"

After being so intimidated by her, the little maid didn't dare to continue to follow.Watching the maid walk away, Zhou Jing went into the bathroom to deceive others. She looked at the decoration in the bathroom, which was obviously for guests. Even so, it was bigger than the master bedroom at home.

She had other thoughts in her heart. After going to the toilet, she came out poking her head out. While no one was watching, she slipped to the second floor. After catching a servant, she learned that Song Bingjue should be at work at this time. With the bottom line in mind, I looked from house to house, and finally found the study.

She quietly opened the door a crack, why is there no one in the study?

She tiptoed in and saw that the computer desktop was still on, indicating that she should leave soon, so she quickly hid behind several parallel bookshelves.

Sure enough, Zhou Jing waited for less than 2 minutes before Song Bingjue returned to the study.

He was standing in front of the desk, looking at the desk that seemed to have been moved, wondering if a servant had come over and touched his things, when suddenly someone rushed over from behind and hugged him, everything seemed to happen in an instant, he immediately fell into the trap Throw the man over his shoulder to the ground.

Originally thought it would be a killer sent from Europe, but unexpectedly, the one thrown on the ground was a woman with bare shoulders and wearing only a corset.

"Who are you? Why did you appear in my study?"

He looked coldly at the woman who broke into the study. With such a low force value, she shouldn't be the killer who came here, but it could not be ruled out that she was here to steal business information.

"President Song, you misunderstood me..."

Zhou Jing, who was grinning from the force of the fall, remembered that she was still in front of Song Bingjue, and she quickly showed a smile that she thought was charming:
"I'm just a woman who admires you. I think your new wife, Mu Wan'an, is nothing more than that, so I, I... I come here to recommend the pillow mat."

"Seduce is seduce, and you even recommend yourself as a pillow. It seems that the students of the Communication Department of University B really did not insult your major."

Seeing this woman who was struggling to get up, Song Bingjue picked up the landline on the table and was about to ask the servant to come and take her out, but Zhou Jing rushed over and held down the landline to prevent him from calling. in a tone of voice:
"Facing your wife every day, don't you get bored? I don't think she is a beautiful woman, and she is a divorced one that no one wants. How can we college students know the truth?"

Seeing that Song Bingjue was just looking at her with a cold face, Zhou Jing thought he was already tempted, but he was hesitating because of the existence of Mu Wan'an, and said quickly:

"As for my placement, you don't have to worry too much, you can just put me in any small apartment."

"You have thought so much in such a short time."

In an extremely sarcastic tone, Song Bingjue looked at her as if he was looking at garbage:
"You are well-prepared here, and you don't ask me if I like you? Compared with Wanwan, a woman like you is very vulgar, and her whole body is full of artificiality. What qualifications do you have for such a character? Scolding outside my house every day?"

"me……"

Hearing someone's footsteps going upstairs, Zhou Jing was so ashamed of being scolded by him, and didn't want to lose face, she simply hugged him tightly, and fell into his arms when she sensed that someone pushed open the door. Shout out:

"Help—someone is molesting—"

Mu Wan'an originally had a good chat with the few of them, but the maid who accompanied Zhou Jing came back and told her what happened in detail. The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. Seeing the greedy eyes of the decoration of the greenhouse, she felt that she must be careless.

With the excuse of going to see if the biscuits were baked, she left first, and was about to go to Song Bingjue's study, when she opened the door and saw this scene - a woman with only a piece of underwear left on her upper body In Song Bingjue's arms, she was crying and shouting that someone was molesting her.

Almost the moment Mu Wan'an opened the door and came in, Song Bingjue got her off him in disgust. When he saw Mu Wan'an, he nervously raised his hands to show his innocence:

"Wan Wan, you have to be clear, I am innocent."

Even if he didn't say it, Mu Wan'an knew it. She couldn't tell what she was feeling at the moment, so she could only help Zhou Jing up first:

"...you get up first."

Seeing that it was Mu Wan'an who came, Zhou Jing was startled, but thinking that she would save herself a lot of trouble, she hugged her naked upper body and cried:
"Good night sister, you must make the decision for me! I just wanted to see what your study looks like, but I didn't expect, I didn't expect... Boss Song is such a person!"

Seeing Mu Wan'an's complicated expression, and thinking that she believed the woman's words, Song Bingjue hurriedly said:
"Wanwan, listen to me, I found my desk was moved when I came in just now. So I stood here, unexpectedly she hugged me from behind suddenly, I threw her on the ground, she probably heard The sound of footsteps, suddenly rushed over and hugged me, and yelled "stop the thief... Anyway, Wanwan, you must believe me."

Listening to his incoherent explanation, Mu Wan'an was amused in his heart. He was afraid that he had never explained these things to others, and he lost his usual poise when he spoke.

"Good night sister, no no! Look, my clothes were torn apart by him... Good night sister, I always think you are a good person who can distinguish right from wrong. I beg you, you must make the decision for me. Today he Such teasing, I, I..."

She said "I" several times in a row, and finally said nothing, only whimpered and cried.